Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing Left To Do

Una ojos que matan
De rodillas en
Una palabra y no puede el no
Una y su alma quiebra con

fuerza y quien puede reprocharle
Conosco ese momento de
Veneno que siembra la ansiedad
Cada da tan

Sus fuertes intrusos
Cada noche su apuesta

Warm smile, long blonde
green eyes and skin damned fair
For sure to get with a girl like that
Couldnt pass this chance no matter

Shared a rock then to her place
Substances and adrenaline made his heart
So unreal floating on a cloud
So surreal of a white shroud

Pretty woman not all she seemed
Soon reality and not a dream
Wasnt the certainly, not her last
of weakness became victim of her past

Had his night of pleasure with his belle
If he only escape from this hell
Turn back time, but time gone, too

Nothing left to do but lean and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but lean back and sit and
Nothing left to do but lean back, back, lean back
Nothing to do but lean back and sit and wait

Mocking and slandering relent
Day after day giving no to repent
Routinely insulted, no or respect
No chance to or chance to reflect

World him getting colder
Heavy carried on his shoulders
Tellin him, I told ya, to turn to and no support
No to cry on for his life cut short

Pretty woman not all she seemed
Soon grim and not a dream
Wasnt the first certainly, not her
Moment of weakness became of her past

Had his night of empty with his belle
If he only escape from this hell
Turn time, but time gone, too late

Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but lean back and sit and
Nothing left to do but lean back, back, lean back
Nothing to do but lean back and sit and wait

Positive results, of his whim
But this BS should to others not him
The poison runnin through his blood
Judged and damned by men as if God

Lord knows that its hard, frozen out by best friends and
Spend his cold days alone and secluded
What life is Thoughts running between confusion and doubt
Fading gradually like a from drought

Mmm, gettin weaker day by day, future lookin
Suffering in pain, slowly dying, crying
Eatin by this virus, fading away, hey
gradually like a tree from drought

Had his of empty pleasure with his belle
If he only escape from this hell
Turn back time, but time gone, too

Nothing to do but lean back and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but lean back and sit and
Nothing to do but lean back, lean back, lean back
Nothing left to do but lean back and sit and

Had his night of empty pleasure his belle
If he could only escape this hell
Turn back time, but gone, too late

Nothing left to do but lean and sit and wait
Nothing left to do but lean back and sit and
Nothing left to do but back, lean back, lean back
Nothing left to do but back and sit and wait